Marvel's Rampage

Chapter 23 Lecture softly

Xue Pan, who had figured it out earlier, did not reject her anymore. So what about the death-type lolita? He may not be that strong in the eyes of the people around him now.

Although this sister may be a bit dangerous, she is actually quite cute as long as she is not playing games with her.

Sitting in his seat, he waited quietly for Cyclops to walk into the classroom with his textbook in hand. The class was about to begin, and Xue Pan knew that he had to take action.

He took out the 3 "borrowed" from a classmate he didn't know from his pocket, plugged in the headphones in front of Cyclops and stuffed them into his ears.

Yes, this is Xue Pan's solution, listen to songs in class.

Compared with chatting, making trouble, etc., this kind of non-learning attitude of me doing my thing and you taking your class is undoubtedly within the tolerable range. After all, this kind of self-entertainment activity will not Disturbing other students' studies.

As for the deep impression... Xue Pan felt that by giving that hat to Cyclops, his image would probably linger in Scott's mind for a long time.

In fact, he was more than impressed. When Cyclops walked into the room, he noticed Xue Pan at the first sight, and watched the guy put on the headphones openly in front of him.

"" Behind the laser-eye sunglasses, Hong Ying looked deeply at the boy through the lenses for a long time, and finally decided to ignore Xue Pan and opened the textbook to start teaching.

The harm is mutual, and superheroes can be timid sometimes.Faced with a psychopath who doesn't act according to common sense, Cyclops doesn't want to provoke this guy at all...if this guy with a strange brain comes up with a forgiveness hat again in class, he's afraid he won't be able to control it. I had the urge to take off my glasses.

Xue Pan, who was wearing headphones, stared at Cyclops for a long time. After confirming that he was not willing to do what he did, he leaned down on the table and patted Wen Sidai, who was at the same table.

He pointed to his ears, which were wearing headphones, to Cyclops, and then to his mouth.He motioned to his sister and the teacher to tell him when class was over.

The girl nodded in understanding, and then said loudly to the Cyclops in front of the podium: "Professor Scott, my brother is listening to music and asked you to speak softly"

Xue Pan was confused at that time...that's not what he meant at all, okay?

Cyclops, on the other hand, suddenly turned his gaze to the boy, and the anger in his eyes was about to burst out through the red quartz lenses.

He was secretly listening to music down there, and he could use the excuse that he didn't notice, but now that Winstead was making such a fuss, Cyclops couldn't even ignore Xue Pan.

"Listen to music in class, Mr. Xue Pan, I guess you are probably familiar with this romantic language, French," Scott said to the boy in French with an ugly face.

"oui." Xue Pan, who was called out, reluctantly took off his earphones and responded.

"Okay, then maybe you can show us more of your language skills, instead of just this simplest word." Cyclops raised his hand towards the boy with a hint of warmth and anger: "Let's start, stand up. So that we can hear it more clearly.”

Xue Pan stood up and left his seat. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he casually took the textbook that Wen Sidai had spread out on the table and read in French:

"The average blood content in the human body is six quarts or 5.6 liters. Using conventional means, there are 26 ways to kill a person without leaving any traces of attack. Nine of them involve suffocation or the use of poison gas. When the key is to kill your target with poison, focus on chemical mixtures that can be found in the human body. Potassium is a good example because it helps mask the presence of toxins, and the most reliable and effective way to do this is... ...What the hell kind of book is this?”

After reading a paragraph without thinking, the guy realized something was wrong. He closed the book and realized that what Wen Sidai was holding was not a textbook at all.

"Suffocating death gas, you tell everyone in French class how to kill people." The veins on Cyclops's forehead burst out, and the eyes under the red quartz lenses were even bright and dark due to excessive emotion.

"Well...Actually, if you didn't say anything, they wouldn't have understood what I was reading." Xue Pan threw the book on the table with an innocent face, turned around and ran away.

Because he felt that if he didn't slip away, the end might be very tragic. You should know that the temperature in the room was starting to rise a little.

Without saying a word, Winstead grabbed the book and followed her brother's footsteps.Classes don’t exist.She just chose whatever class Xue Pan chose, otherwise she wouldn't have read a book like that in French class...

The brother and sister quickly rushed out of the classroom, but Cyclops had no intention of chasing them out.Why chase them out, bring them back and continue the class, or catch them and beat them up?

Although he was really angry, he was not as serious as he showed.Although Xue Pan's behavior in class was arrogant, rather than being forgiven in person, it was more out of the fact that his dignity as a teacher was provoked and he showed it to other students.

In fact, Cyclops kind of wished that these two troublemakers would never enter his classroom again...

Xue Pan left the classroom and led Wen Sidai around aimlessly. Although it was still class time, the two of them were not very conspicuous. There were students everywhere on campus.

In the final analysis, it is because there are so few teachers in x college. The ages, interests, and education levels of the dozens of students before admission are all very different. In addition, there are so many types of courses and branches that the professors have to go out for maintenance every now and then. World peace and so on, this has resulted in most students not having more than two classes a day, and some have no classes all day.

Hang the borrowed 3 on the stair railing, a place where everyone will pass by. As long as it is not taken away by others, the friend who lost the thing should be able to see it.

Arriving at the bench near the basketball court in the courtyard, Xue Pan sat down, crossed his legs, and opened the system panel covertly with his fingers on his legs.

After reading that paragraph of text, the system reminded him that the task was completed, otherwise he would not have dared to run away so decisively.

She clicked on the backpack to unbox it with ease. On the interface that was completely invisible to Wen Sidai, a picture of a chapter popped up:

Name: Hood "Franklin"

Type: Armor

Quality: Normal

Defense: Weak

attribute: none

Special effect: When being shot, there is a very low chance of the bullet being deflected.

Notes: Coming from a retired bank robber, this is such a stupid thing that you won't want to wear it for anything but robbing banks.